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Meticulously planned

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In bed drunk smoking cigars and wondering how I’m going to dump a girl.When did I become a douche?The fact of the matter is I don’t really think I’ll ever be able to love someone again..I don’t even know why I try when all it does is destroy the remaining shreds of credibility I have as a human being.I’m constantly reading about love and romance and….and it’s all starting to seem like some glorified Mumbo Jumbo.All the girls are sweet.It’s always me.

P.S.
4/20 is for fucking hipsters I couldn’t even indulge in narcotics without seeming as though I subscribe to SPIN

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This is how I spend my night
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This is how I spend my night

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Why is it women want to pay attention to you when you don’t want to pay attention to them?

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greencrook: I’m making love notes in my own gallifreyan made-up writing. I am doomed. The translation near the circles is literal : the message simply means “I love you”. I need to master this
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greencrook:

I’m making love notes in my own gallifreyan made-up writing. I am doomed.

The translation near the circles is literal : the message simply means “I love you”.

I need to master this

(via puellaperdita-archive)

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“
Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They don’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like ‘Maybe we should just be friends’ or ‘How very perceptive’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love. ”
— Rose Walker (Neil Gaiman’s “The Sandman: The Kindly Ones”)

Poignant as fuck

(Source: silverhakai, via suivrelesoleil)

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I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here alone. Then this is my life and maybe, however unlikely, I’ll find my way back there. Or maybe, one day, I’ll settle for second best. And on that same day, hell will freeze over, the sun will burn out and the stars will fall from the sky. ”
—Lemony Snicket (via levanthe)

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Loving is usually a mistake and the people that love too often usually recognize this character flaw and wonder if it’s even love in the first place, knowing damn good and well it is.

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neekaisweird: life is simple (by Moritz Resl) This lady is wise
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neekaisweird:

life is simple (by Moritz Resl)

This lady is wise

(via suivrelesoleil)

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New phone.Dig it.

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I’m thinking about starting a podcast.iunno

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